TSBFL Chapter 58
Chapter 58.1: 回忆
[Memories]
The surrounding crowd looked at the man who ran away like a gust of wind, looked at each other for a while, and then looked at Gu Lang who stood calmly in the doorway, unharmed at all.
“What was that situation just now? Didn’t you say that this Gongzi would teach him a lesson?”
“That’s right, I don’t know why he looked like he was running for his life.”
“I told you, no matter how arrogant he is, he can’t beat people in the street! It’s not like he ran away.”
There were those in the crowd who felt sorry for him, those who were curious, and those who were giving advice in hindsight but they all coincidentally looked in Gu Lang’s direction, staring at him with various prying eyes.
Facing all kinds of gazes, Gu Lang stood there in silence, looked in their direction and revealed a smile, slightly raised his voice a little, and said in a warm voice:
“As you all have just seen, anyone who wants to come to our restaurant for dinner, please follow our rules. We only receive twenty tables of guests per day, and will not receive any more than this number. After that, no matter what kind of identity or status you have, we will not make any exceptions!”
Hearing Gu Lang’s words, the following people only feel that he has a big mouth. Some are not convinced and even want to open their mouths to mock, just before they are ready to open their mouths, they thought of the nephew of the county elder who just ran away so fast. They originally wanted to mock yet they swallowed it back. They looked at Gu Lang with a few complicated gazes.
Gu Lang saw the following people almost all will be their words are listened to, continued to said, “Those who come are guests, and in the future this store will welcome all of you as well!”
After saying that, Gu Lang no longer cared about those people’s reactions and turned around to enter the store.
Qiu Jiu took a look at the people who were still talking because of Gu Lang’s words, and then took a look at Gu Lang, who had already turned around and left, so he hurriedly chased after him.
Looking at Gu Lang, who had returned backstage, Qiu Jiu did not immediately return to his post, but after struggling for a long time, he finally couldn’t help but ask, “Young Master, why did you do (something like) that just now?”
Gu Lang absently flipped through the ledger and asked without lifting his head, “Are you talking about me teaching that young master a lesson, or the fact that I just lectured him?”
Hearing his young master ask like this, Qiu Jiu knew he was going to answer him and immediately said, “Both.”
Gu Lang swept a glance at today’s accounts and was very satisfied with today’s income, then raised his head to look at his stupid subordinate and explained:
“Teach that person a lesson in public. For one, it’s to (kill the chicken to warn the monkey (idiom)) make an example of him, and can prevent more people from coming looking for trouble afterward. Secondly, it’s to give the people watching around, something to talk about, and it will also spread our store’s reputation a little further.”
Hearing this, Qiu Jiu’s face revealed a sudden realized look and he gave a thumbs up towards Gu Lang, heartily praising, “It’s still Gongzi who’s brilliant.”
The corner of Gu Lang’s mouth gently tickled, looking at the subordinate who left with a face of admiration, and looked at the account book in his hand with a lowered eyebrow. In fact, there was another reason he hadn’t said just now, the reason why he had just chosen to dissuade that troublemaker in that euphemistic way, instead of using a more aggressive method, was also because of that person’s uncle, the current county magistrate. Seeing as the county governor had helped him so much, he still decided to let him off the hook.
With just that kind of reason, Gu Lang felt that he didn’t need to give Qiu Jiu a clear explanation, he only needed to know the first two and that was enough.
With a look of admiration on his face, Qiu Jiu went back to serve the guests. It wasn’t until the last table of guests had been served that he had time to stop and rest.
Gu Lang leisurely sat behind the counter, looking at the remaining two tables of customers in the store, pondered for two seconds, waved his hand and asked Qiu Jiu to come near him. He was standing next to him, resting and showing a bit of inactivity so he let him stand at his position to collect the money. He walked slowly away from the counter, walking in the direction of the back kitchen.
Looking at the direction Gu Lang left, Qiu Jiu shook his head with some disapproval, “Young master is really…going to see Chen Xing again? Obviously he can see him again in a while.”
Gu Lang didn’t know that Qiu Jiu was muttering about him behind his back, and even if he did, he didn’t care.
Gu Lang walked to the back kitchen, bypassing the helper who was sweeping the floor, the kitchen helper who was cleaning up the dishes, nodding his head as they greeted him, then under the long corridor, he saw Chen Xing, who was sitting on a recliner, hitting his own hand with a face full of pain.